Uki Kui sat on the sofa at Ogawa's house, holding a banana in his hand, nibbling on it while chatting with Mrs. Ogawa.

Mrs. Ogawa was so scared that after calling the police, she insisted that Uki stay until the police came.

Umu Kui originally had a few orders in his hand that had not been sent, but he thought that before the arrival of the Metropolitan Police Department, if he left without permission, it was really not suitable, so he could only push off the work at hand first.

As for Mrs. Ogawa, who was scared with her, that was a secondary aspect.

"Did Mr. Ogawa go to work?"

Hearing Uki Kui ask about Mr. Ogawa, Mrs. Ogawa's expression darkened.

"He... In the hospital, after fainting last time, he was hospitalized. ”

Sure enough, the last time I was on the phone, I heard Mr. Ogawa's weak voice, and Uki Kui thought that he might be sick.

And he fell ill, and there was a reason for him, thinking of this, Umu Kui couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and he lowered his head and couldn't speak.

Mrs. Ogawa may have seen the guilt of Umu Kui, and comforted her:

"It's okay Uki-kun, it's not your fault, it's that he thinks too much, and he has really been in bad health, his illness has nothing to do with you, don't worry, we won't say anything about chasing you or anything."

Hearing Mrs. Ogawa say this, the guilt in Umukui's heart was even heavier.

Sometimes people are like that, if a person's unintentional mistakes are insulted and attacked, the person will become more and more extreme; If there is forgiveness and understanding, then the person will become more and more kind.

Thinking of this, Uki took out his wallet from his pocket, grabbed two 5,000 yen bills, and handed them to Mrs. Ogawa.

"Madam, this is the money you gave me after I repaired the water pipes a few days ago, I thought about it for a while, Mr. Xiaochuan's illness, I have a reason, if I accept this money, my conscience will be condemned, please accept it."

But Mrs. Ogawa resolutely refused, and when Uki was about to continue pulling, the doorbell of the house rang.

Did the Metropolitan Police Department detective come so quickly?

Looking at the time on the watch, it was only three minutes since the alarm.

"Who?" Mrs. Ogawa asked.

"Is it Mrs. Ogawa?" There was a voice outside the door that made Umu Kui feel a little familiar, and he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

But he could tell that the person outside the door was definitely not the Metropolitan Police Department's criminal police, and he only reported an address when he called the police, without revealing his name and Mrs. Ogawa's name at all, and there was no surname tag at the door of Ogawa's house.

Calling out "Xiaochuan" directly from the other side, naturally it can't be a criminal police officer of the Metropolitan Police Department, it should be a neighbor or a relative or friend.

"I am, who are you?"

"Ahem, I'm the president of Yuichi Ogawa's company."

It turned out to be him, no wonder it was familiar, Umu Kui had only seen her the day before yesterday.

Mrs. Ogawa heard that it was Mr. Ogawa's president and was about to open the door, but was stopped by Kui Uki.

He had just met with the president the day before yesterday, and it seemed a little unreasonable to let the president see him and Mrs. Ogawa at home while Mr. Ogawa was in the hospital.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Ogawa wondered.

"I... Shall I shy away from it? After all, he is the president of your husband, and if he still gossips about you in front of your husband, I'm afraid..."

Mrs. Ogawa thought for a moment and felt that what Umu Kui said made sense, so she nodded and agreed.

"Go to the bedroom, he's not going there."

Following the direction pointed by Mrs. Ogawa, Uki entered the bedroom.

Sleeping in separate beds is a traditional art for neon couples, and Umu Kui casually sits on the bed closer to the door.

As soon as I sat down, a faint fragrance came to my nose, and it seemed that this bed should be Mrs. Ogawa's.

Outside, Mrs. Ogawa had already opened the door and invited the fat president to the sofa.

The fat president stared at Mrs. Xiaochuan up and down for a while, and said:

"Yuichi is really blessed to marry a beautiful and virtuous lady like you."

Mrs. Ogawa looked at the fat man sitting in front of her, and subconsciously compared with Uki Kui who was sitting there just now, one was a handsome young man, and the other was a greasy fat uncle.

Because of the identity of the other party, even if Mrs. Ogawa felt disgusting in her heart, she had to compliment her:

"It's an honor for Mr. Ogawa to meet a president like you."

"Ahem!" Perhaps because he was a little embarrassed to be said, the president coughed twice.

"Madam, do you know that your husband has been fired from our company?"

Mrs. Ogawa's face changed, she knew about her husband's dismissal from the company, but as soon as the president came to the door, he uncovered his scars, and his face was indeed a little unbearable.

Forced face replied with a smile:

"I know!"

"Hahaha, it's good to know, it's good to know."

The president smiled at first, and soon changed the conversation: "Your husband promised me one thing in order to go back to work, as long as this thing is done, I will let him go back." ”

When Mrs. Ogawa heard that her husband had the opportunity to return to the company, she was first overjoyed, but then she saw that the president's face was a little strange, and she was a little apprehensive in her heart.

Wouldn't it be hard to do? Could it be that the president is deliberately embarrassing my husband?

"What's the matter, President?" Mrs. Ogawa asked nervously.

The president couldn't control the expression on his face anymore at this time, and his facial features seemed to be twisted together with a cruel smile.

"Your husband has promised me that he will stay with me for one night, and after this night, your husband will be able to return to the company and return to that familiar position."

"What... What!? ”

"Madam, you don't want your husband to be unemployed at home, do you?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! You lie! I'm a gentleman, not like that! ”

The president didn't explain, but took out his phone with a smile and showed the chat history to Mrs. Ogawa, as he said.

Mrs. Ogawa sat there dumbfounded.

The two were arranged marriages back then, and after reading the miserable arranged marriages in romance novels, I strongly opposed it at the beginning, and I didn't want to marry Yuichi Ogawa, but Yuichi Ogawa's repeated shows of love finally made her relentless and agreed to get married.

She couldn't believe that the husband who once loved her would make such a decision.

He, how could he be like this!!

He, just for his job, sold me!?

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ps: The follow-up is guaranteed to be knife-free, please feel free to watch.

【Small Vote】

Which of the following would you like to play next?

1. Sleep Master

2. Teachers

3. The house washer

Which one do you like, please deduct 1/2/3 at the end of this paragraph.,According to the number of votes,Decide the next profession.,Of course,There is a high probability that these professions will appear later.,Here is just a statistic of which one you want to see the most.。 (The statistics time is as of 0:00 on the 24th)

Rookie author,I don't know how many people have read here.,I'm afraid of the cold scene.,If everyone doesn't comment,Will it be embarrassing (⊙_⊙)